Lord: Start with the Pioneer Knight

Time passed slowly, and fifty years passed in a flash.

In a hospital in Crescent Space City, Fiona was lying on the bed, watching the broadcast of space news, her mouth couldn't help but rise, with a little pride on her face.

"August 7, 3868, the planetary surface settlements, space cities, meteorite supply ports..."

"Today is the greatest moment since the founding of the Far Moon Republic, and it is a moment worth remembering by all of us."

"Under the leadership of Mr. Tan Jiu, a ninth-level researcher, the Dongyue Research Institute has successfully broken through the research of curvature rings."

"In the future, we will set sail from the Far Moon Galaxy and enter the era of exploration of the outer galaxy."

"..."

"Grandma Fiona, I'm here to see you."

The door of the ward was pushed open, and a young man who looked like Tan Feng walked in with a basket of natural fruits.

"Tan Yun, where is your grandfather?"

Fiona controlled the bed to rise and fall, allowing herself to sit up, and at the same time signaled Tan Yun to sit anywhere and not be restrained.

"My grandfather got promoted again and is busy attending a meeting now, so I have to come to see you on his behalf." Tan Yun sat by the boat, put the fruit on the floating table, touched the back of his head, and said apologetically.

"Security and stability are the most important, and your grandfather's approach is correct." Fiona responded with a smile, and was not angry because of Tan Feng's absence.

"Grandma Fiona, can you tell me the story of Uncle Tan Jiu again?"

Looking at the boy's curious eyes, Fiona said a little strangely: "Haven't you heard it three or four times?"

"Hehe, it's mainly Uncle Tan Jiu..."

At Tan Yun's pleading, Fiona told the story of Tan Jiu's childhood again.

As she continued to explain, she couldn't help but miss her children.

However, looking at the pictures on the space news, the feeling of missing faded a lot.

The only regret is that Tan Jiu didn't get married, otherwise she could take care of her great-grandson.

…

At the Dongyue Research Institute, Tan Jiu, with a gray beard, stared at the data on the screen with a fierce look, scaring dozens of level nine researchers standing behind him so much that they dared not breathe.

Inside the institute, a level nine psychic brought three level eight psychics to protect Tan Jiu.

For the Yuanyue Republic, Tan Jiu is now as important as the president. In extreme cases, they would rather give up the president and give priority to protecting this one.

The president can be elected, but this great researcher is not common.

Since the Yuanyue Republic entered the space history, there has been only one person who can match him for nearly four thousand years, and in special cases, he is even slightly inferior.

It is a pity that this great researcher is not a psychic match, which is the pain of the Yuanyue Republic.

"Teacher Tan, your mother is critically ill." An old man entered the Dongyue Research Institute and said in a sad tone.

Hearing this news, Tan Jiu's steady hands trembled slightly, but this experiment has reached a critical moment, and it is also the time when it is closest to success. Reason tells him that he must not be emotional now.

Opportunities are rare and will never come back. His subconscious mind told him that if he missed this opportunity, all the efforts he had made in the past few years would be wasted.

After making the decision, Tan Jiu said sorry in his heart, waved his hand to let everyone keep quiet, and continued the experiment.

In Handan City, Fiona looked at the doctors who were busy beside her, smiled kindly, and signaled them not to be nervous.

This year she is 180 years old, which is considered a long life in the history of ordinary people.

Her life was very ordinary, just because she raised Tan Jiu, she was called the greatest mother of the Republic of Yuanyue in the past thousand years by hundreds of billions of Yuanyue people.

At the end of every year, the president of the Republic of Yuanyue would come to comfort her in person.

Amid the noise, a level 9 psychic entered the ward, looked at the thin old woman, saluted her, and promised: "Mrs. Fiona, please rest assured, I will do my best to let you see Mr. Tan Jiu in your dying moments."

"Don't force it."

Fiona said in a kind tone, not afraid of the end of her life.

All his colleagues and friends of the same generation are gone. Apart from the children he misses, there is nothing left in this world worth lingering on.

Thanks to the efforts of the ninth-level psychic, Fiona's life breath gradually stabilized.

But the body of an ordinary person cannot withstand the erosion of psychic energy for a long time. The ninth-level psychic silently controls psychic energy and reaches a delicate balance with Fiona's soul, slowing down the speed of its departure from the body and delaying the speed of death.

Three days later, Tan Jiu, who was nearly 160 years old, walked briskly to the intensive care unit of Handan City Central Hospital under the protection of a group of psychics.

He had deceived himself all his life, thinking that a researcher could not be affected by emotions, but in the end, he still could not forget his mother's love for him.

"Sir Tan Jiu."

The two seventh-level psychics guarding outside the ward saluted respectfully and then opened the ward.

Looking at her dying mother, Tan Jiu's expression gradually stiffened. She came to the bedside, touched her mother's face with her hand, and said softly: "Mom, I'm here."

"Are you done?"

"I'm done."

"It's good that it's done, as long as it didn't delay your business."

Fei Chauna showed a loving smile on his face, raised his hand and touched Tan Jiu's gray hair: "It's a pity that mother didn't see you get married in this life, but it's good that you have your own ideas. After I'm gone, you don't have to be sad. Do you understand?"

"I know, mother."

"Do you know? When I held you, you were so cute..."

Fiona fell asleep gradually as she spoke.

Feeling her mother's departure, Tan Jiu shed tears for the first time.

Lying on her mother, recalling his childhood memories, he resisted her love at that time, but now he wanted to go back to that moment.

After a long time, Tan Jiu stood up, bowed to the ninth-level psychic beside him, and said, "Thank you for your help."

"Sir Tan Jiu, you don't have to do this. Compared with what I do, what you do is related to the fate of the entire Republic." The ninth-level psychic stepped forward to support the other party, not daring to accept the thanks from this great researcher.

With Fiona's departure, time passed quickly.

Years passed by, and forty years passed in a flash.

On January 1, 4000, Tan Jiu died in the Central Hospital of Handan City.

On this day, the entire Far Moon Republic mourned in memory of this great researcher.

On the day of the funeral, the President of the Republic of Totsuki announced that the 1,000th space city would be named Tan Jiucheng to commemorate his great achievements.

…

In the Cecilia demiplane, Weilin looked at the thin young man with twitching fingers and sat up from the rattan chair.

Seeing Weilin's actions, the dream fairy flew down from the tree man's branches, landed on the wooden table, and looked at the thin young man quietly.

Kyle also stopped his research and cast his eyes on the two people lying on the ground.

Compared to the ten days mentioned by the dream fairy Mina, it has been more than two months since the two people entered the dream.